The Dare of Dawn (Helga)

"Ah, se the students will learn practical applications o' magic then," he said, glossing over her belief that he would make a good keeper of the library. That was neither here nor there as it seemed unlikely that he would become such thus there was no reason to get attached to the idea. Right now he was more concerned with what his sister would learn if she were to attend this school.

"An', may I ask wha' the others teach as well, Lady 'ufflepuff?" he asked, mulling it over in his brain. He would wager that Moira would be a dab hand at charms and potions, given that was his mother's strength and she had been learning the theories behind it all since she could crawl. Though it was only recently that she had gotten her very own wand when their father had finally caved to the pressure set forth by both sons and his wife.

Maximus kept in mind that she was also in charge of the kitchens and meals served at the castle, though he found it strange that the students would be eating so often. Many students wouldn't be used to that given that the custom was to work most of the day and eat one large meal at night. Perhaps this place would be truly revolutionary in terms of setting new ground for customs and traditions. But perhaps he should sample the fare to be sure Moira's needs would be truly met in that regard.

"I would be 'onored te eat from ye kitchens," he said with a slight bow of his head toward the Founder.